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Outside Dorms, Friday Night, Probably Midnight

The twins stand outside the dorms with several ~~handwavily gotten~~ bags full of toilet paper. The first week of school needed to be ended memorably, so their plan was to TP the entire school. Grabbing a roll each, they wound up and threw, the toilet paper un-rolling while clearing the building. They had a large area to cover, but plenty of paper.

((ooc: expecting a certain number of knowledged people otherwise open))

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He blushes softly and nods. He doesn't say anything. He DOES NOT want to ruffle her in anyway, being so close and her not just dropping him was almost more than he could concieve.

Twins look up to point and giggle.

((ooc: random interjection!))

Softly, Sakurazaki's feet touch ground again, and she slowly unravels her arms and takes what she hopes isn't too big or obvious. She crosses one arm over herself, settling it in the nook of her elbow, eyes still locked on the ground. Had anyone really noticed? They darted up for a moment trying to see where Jude was, hopefully distracted by a particularly difficult arc. Not that it wasn't anything more than just harmless playing, of course, but she knew it might not have looked too good.

//"You made an excellent Tamazilla, Ranma,"// she looked back down again. //"Thank you."//

//'S nothin'..// He took a moment and let his eyes dart up to take a quick look at her. He almost wished he hadn't because talking himself down was already a big part of his life. When things went well, or even if they fought, he had to sit and say "It's all in you head" He didn't want to hope anymore that there was something left between them other than friendship.

He'd started to hate that word. He had just WISHED for so much more... Friends felt like an excuse to still be allowed to drag him through the mud of this feeling without giving anything back. What was the word... unrequited. That's it. It was the worst sort of pain. He could remember days where he had to hike until he couldn't feel a single muscle in his leg. The ache the next day was nothing as sharp as the tug on his heart when he saw them together.

His only way to deal with it was either hurt Jude or run away. And neither was avalible to him. To hurt Jude in anyway just felt wrong. He couldn't defend himself for a minute. It wasn't a fair fight. And she didn't even allow him to run away anymore. His jaw would lock when anyone even mentioned Jude in his presence. All he could do was clench his teeth and hope it stopped.

All he wanted to know was what made Jude so much better than him...? Sure Jude was sortof... exotic. Well at least a foreigner. And he was just a plain Japanese boy. Half boy. That was another problem. That one would be taken care of. The cats... sure he had that too. And he also wasn't really very smart... But Jude didn't really seem like some genius.

He didn't know all the details of Jude and Setsuna's relationship. And really he didn't WANT to know. But he felt like he felt for her deeper than Jude did. He had no idea and there was no way to ever know. But he could only feel like Setsuna was... the girl for him. Even in his deepest thoughts he couldn't quite place this feeling. But when he saw her he could only smile. He hoped she didn't notice it.

Her wings, her smile, her very temperment had become something he could only smile softly at. When she yelled he sometimes even had trouble taking her seriously. She just seemed to be suspended there in his mind as an goal he'd never reach but always pine for.

Oh, if only she could be aware of the fact that Ranma's mind was actually constructing more than just simple sentences at that moment. For Sakurazaki, it was just the typical, extended awkward silence that inevitably followed things when they were going well and some sort of boundry was breeched and she was slapped firmly back into the reality that things might never be as simple as playing Tamazilla on the side of the dormitory between them. There was just...too much between them.

//"I, uh, guess we better get back to work. School's still looking pretty bare, don't you think?"//

Ranma nodded and went the opposite direction. It's all in your head...

Sakurazaki sucked in a deep breath; that was certainly more....abrupt than she had expected it to be. But she wasn't going to push it any further, and went to go TP the other side of the dorms.

This romantic interlude full of emo and woe was rudely interrupted by a barrage of toilet paper. John was clearly innocnet, being all the way over there, and the Twinzors were looking pretty innocent, too.

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